Poem by- AKM Abdullah

Station

The whistle of the train broke the silence of dawn.

And through the window gaps

the smell of morning hot tea, kissed

the passengers sleepy eyes.

When I came down from the morning newspaper headlines

In the smell of fresh-printing—

Then the naked sun coated sea-foam

and pouring in the sky.

And next to people’s on the stairs,

The dogs slept gently all night—

He start barking in his own character.